Viktor Hargreeves Novels & Stories

Morrigan can clearly remember the day Colfre first saved her, the first time they met vividly like it just happened yesterday. The memory of that day where she danced with death underwater with the threat of drowning and a perpetrator assassinating her. She can clearly remember how she sank down the deep part of the pool thinking it will be her eternal abyss, where her life will end in that moment not until a young man clad in black jumped in the water and saved her from her almost demise. A young man with ginger hair and bright hazel eyes brought her back to the surface just in time.

With every swallow, my throat ached for the cool sensation of water to slick down the column. His eyes traveled to the glass of water beside me and back. A silent command to drink. I obeyed, propping myself up and fluffing my pillows. The wet reprieve of the water against my dry throat felt like the next best thing since shoe laces. Water may not have been my favorite drink of choice—pumpkin spice ice-coffees won that—but one only realized their gratitude for the existence of water when they needed it most. Placing the glass back, I finally took in Victor. He was dressed in a black button-down and black dress slacks. His hair was slicked back in a top knot. His beard was trimmed and framed h

As he was in the doorway with the knob in his hand, he turned his head. “I'll just say this once, Saga. Don't you dare help those two families any deeper. The girl you're looking for is Hugo Supernova's prey. She is a holy blooded wolvire.” Saga gasped, his eyes staring at his father without blinking. Mrs. Adrian stood up and said, “You don't need to worry anymore because INDICENT must have helped them. Just shut up and don't get into trouble. We don't want anything to happen to you, all right?”

"Greta can you hear me? it's Maja, I'm not with the group right now, I'd to do something to contact you, it's too risky in there,I contacted the chief and he got me in touch with Jamie and Micah" " Hmmm"Greta hum and took a sip of the wine. " How's this possible?" She face Boyce. "The wine is great" "Jamie is an hacker and the best at that, we both know that and Micah has the world best softwares,it wasn't easy but we got through at the end, listen there's an error and I think triplicate might figure it out faster than we all thought" "Do you mind if I take you out sometime soon?"Boyce said startling Greta.

He stopped. I was already picking up my phone. Already thinking about the board calls Viktor had made from the hospital bed. Haverford. Lim. Park. Osei. Four names. Four people Viktor had called clean without question. "Which one," I said. Gregor pressed his mouth together. "Viktor said four names," I said. "Haverford. Lim. Park. Osei. Which one isn't clean." Gregor looked at the table. "Osei," he said. "Richard Osei has been"

Tell me you wouldn't do anything like that, Viktor. Viktor opened his mouth to speak, but was still at a loss for words. “By all the gods! He thought the Inquisition had burned the monster at the stake, but it's you, right? You are the Tomb Raider, aren't you, Viktor? Herwin pushed Viktor past him and picked up a notepad that was open to a page where Viktor had tried to copy the invocations he had heard Dr. Tepes pronounce about the gutted corpse in the basement along with drawings of the hand gestures. that he had observed.

“No. I’m observant.” My past self watches them carefully. “Seduction is part of corporate politics,” Margaret says calmly. Victor raises an eyebrow. “Is kissing part of it too?” Marcus freezes. “…what?” In the recording, Margaret doesn’t respond immediately. Victor continues casually. “Daniel Mercer Hargrove.” My chest tightens. The detective glances briefly at us. “Daniel Mercer Hargrove is currently detained for financial crimes connected to the case.” Marcus mutters under his breath. “That explains a lot.”

Unless. "Alpha Grayson."

Drake POV (three days prior) Running into the Pack house and down to the conference room, I go through the open door to see the top warriors, Beta Gregory, Beta Reid, Gamma John, and my eyes finally landing on Alpha Jackson. Stomping over to him, I can see Beta Gregory starting to stand to try and get in front of Alpha Jackson. He doesn’t make it before I deliver a couple solid punches to Jackson’s face. Beta Gregory then grabs me from behind as Alpha Jackson makes a move to punch me; however, Reid is there stepping in between us and pushing Alpha Jackson back away from me. Taking my arm and pulling me over to sit by John and him, I pull my arm out of his hand and breathing heavily, walk

’ Pete noticed her frowning at the screen. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “What was the name of the guy, the drug dealer or whatever he is who put a price on the Reiver’s head?” she asked, not taking her eyes off the screen. “Harris, Gordon Harris, why?” “There was a victim of the massacre called Paul Harris, his DNA profile is here, I tested it myself. Maybe they are related?” she looked at Pete questioningly.